Bangkok Dog

I had it.

There could be many more.

Let's call in the team.

Shit!

Who the fuck is you, cuz?

You look lost, girl.

Hey!

Stop, or I'll shoot this bitch!

Wow. You got a lot of balls lurking around like that, cuz.

You know who the fuck I am?

Stop or I will shoot!

Saved by the chick.

Stay here.

Don't move.

Oh, fuck, dude!

LS-75.

Location secured. Send in the team.

And bring forensics.

Roger that.

Toxicology report just came back.

Yes, it was fentanyl, sir.

Worse. The bags exploded in their stomachs,

and they all died.

Yes, sir. Understood.

I'm on it, sir.

Come in.

You know the protocol.

Call in before you make any moves.

We're a team here.

And do you always have to go kung fu on every mission?

It works.

How many times do I have to tell you?

I teamed you up with him so this wouldn't happen.

I didn't bring you here all the way from Singapore

to have you get shot.

It's just a scratch.

I know the operation I'm running here

is a little unorthodox,

but we are still an international agency,

and I have higher-ups that I have to answer to.

Some that do not approve of what we're doing here.

The cargo ship came from Thailand.

They were moving a large shipment of fentanyl

-to the states. -And the bodies?

Unidentified. No IDs.

Basically, they're trying to ship their people illegally

while delivering drugs, all in the same container.

Looks like they're trying to expand their operation

to the US.

Drugs, human trafficking,

organized crime,

bribing customs and port officials.

And now this.

Five dead bodies.

We have to find out

who's running the organization in Thailand.

Now clean up and meet me in the interrogation room.

That's Benz Wu, the ringleader.

Let's see what he has to say, Agent Kang.

On it, sir.

Hmm.

You know, drug running's one thing,

but you got five dead bodies in there.

Probably wasn't even your fault.

You didn't shove the drugs down their throat.

So, the question is, who did?

We know you're not the big boss.

And if I were you, I wouldn't take the hit for it.

Shit. I don't know, cuz.

I literally just got here.

We know your boss is in Thailand.

Give us a name.

Oopsy!

Oh... fuck you.

Is that what I think it is?

Yep.

Let's try that again.

You know what it feels like to suffocate?

You can't suffocate on this dirt!

First, you start to feel this burn down your throat!

When it kicks in, you think you're gonna die.

That's exactly what they felt

before they took their last breath.

You fucking asshole!

-That's too much. -Stop him.

It's Benz's phone. That could be the guy!

Andrew!

We got the contact on the line.

Wait, wait, wait...

Hey, boss.

Hey, yo. Where's the money?

We ran into a small hiccup.

Hey, you better hurry.

You know what he'll do if you don't.

Yeah. You know, I'll--

Dammit.

What are we gonna do?

I got a plan.

That phone call was your boss.

They're waiting for their money.

If they don't get it,

you are gonna be the next dead body.

You's a fucking liar, bro.

They don't know who I am.

- These two are in custody. - Yeah.

These we got the other day.

The rest, we don't know where they're at.

Yes.

What do you got?

Nothing much.

He's smarter than he looks.

Really?

Not that much smarter.

I don't think they know each other in person.

He said that?

Something like that. Yeah.

Been through his phone like ten times already.

No information anywhere.

Let me see that phone.

Be my guest.

Gotcha.

Look at this.

That's an offshore account written on the pizza box.

Oh, shit.

I thought you said this guy was smart.

I guess you're smarter.

Hey, Josh, take a look at this.

Dude. Let me out of here.

I have my rights.

Get me outta here!

Look, you owe these people money.

If they don't get it,

you know what's gonna happen.

We can either make this go away

or make your life a living hell.

All we need is a name.

So, what's it gonna be?

All right, look here. Real talk.

My job was to get the package delivered

to the south and get paid.

600K. I keep one.

Send 500K back.

But that's it.

I don't know nothing about those bodies, man.

Then who does?

You're asking for too much, man.

Let me remind you

that you have five dead bodies on your hands.

Give me the name.

His name is Mesias.

Dominic Mesias has been

on our top ten most wanted for over a decade.

This is the man.

Several years ago,

the triad tried to take a swing at him

for moving in on their territory.

Burned his house down with his wife and child inside.

He got that scar on his cheek

after he failed to take them out.

In retaliation, Mesias wiped out the triads

and since then,

he damn well runs the game in Bangkok.

Mesias has a lot of soldiers working under him.

He is the top boss

of a high-level operation in Thailand.

You know, if we pay the money,

he'll believe he has someone he can trust in L.A.

We could rope him in.

How much?

500,000.

And it has to come from Benz's account.

Dammit, Kang.

We don't have that kind of money.

Sir, this could be our only chance.

I mean, he could be setting up another shipment as we speak.

That could be five more dead bodies.

Shit, you're right.

For once.

Ross, get it done.

Yes, sir.

Sent.

Now we wait.

That's him.

Ross, how quick can you set up a trace?

On it now, sir.

Hey, boss.

It came through.

You had me worried there for a little bit.

You know I always deliver.

We'll have another shipment in a month.

Wait, wait, wait.

I wanna help you prep that. I wanna go to Thailand.

Shit.

Go to Thailand? Are you serious?

Hunter? Josh?

That sounds like a great idea.

Right on, gangster!

I mean, one of us has gotta go to Thailand, right?

And I think I'm the best candidate.

I'll pretend to be Benz